Chapter 362 Converge

With the foot strength of three people, it takes an hour to get out of the magic tide hole.

Especially Mu Yuze, who has just broken through. Although the foundation is extremely stable, his control of the realm is still slightly insufficient. In the war just now, he not only used the soul power of Mr. Fang, but also never missed any opportunity to improve himself, even in the battle of life and death.

He used the power of the great soul of the Holy Emperor to completely sort out the space law in his body and give full play to it, and he did not follow the rules. From the fact that he hardly borrowed the skills of his predecessors, his power came entirely from his own understanding and was based on his own understanding of cultivation. So he found the most suitable space law for himself and brewed his own Taoism.

Then Bing Yihua and Ziyou saw an extremely shocking scene. Mu Yuze's movements showed a straight line, but the void summary pulled out six remnants of different directions. This was not a scene that surprised them, but these six remnants were actually made of space debris, back and forth. What's more surprising is that the six remnants of his body are actually a transformation of the Big Dipper, changing back and forth, but within the same plane.

Every beat, Bing Yihua can feel the beating of the power in Mu Yuze's body and fight together, like a beating heart, full of the primitive power of life. Between each beats, there will be an almost invisible space rune, which will sink into the body of Mu Yuze.

"This guy has completely stabilized his realm so quickly, and I'm afraid that he can reach the peak of this realm in his state in only three days. I finally know why such a low-key person has such a big enemy. It's really a big wind. He is such an outstanding but clear person who has no opponent. That's a strange thing. God will give countless challenges to geniuses. Bing Yihua quietly looked at this scene, and suddenly the blood in his body, which had been calm for many years, seemed to begin to boil again. He wanted to let Mu Yuze know that although he could not hide, his strength could definitely defeat anyone in this young generation.

Wang!

A ten thousand-year-old cold tree rose in the body of Bing Yihua, carrying the cold years and freezing all the dust and dirt in the world. Its existence seemed to purify, purify dirt and bring cleanliness. An immortal holy light penetrated everything inside and outside his body. He stood in the void. It's like a divine mountain, which is difficult to shake, but at this moment he moved. It was not someone who shook him, but his own will.

If you want to say who can best control yourself in the world, it is still you. After all, it is always you who make the final decision!

His clothes are floating and rendered by the holy light, like the starlight in the sky, brilliant. His eyes are far away and towards the future, as if nothing in this world can stop his will. This is him, the ice light. He interprets his will with his own manners.

In one step, the mountains and rivers are pale, and the clouds are turned upside down, like a huge mushroom, vibrating upwards. In fact, with the subtle control of the ice light saint, he can completely control his power perfectly without any leakage. His movements are natural and gorgeous. It doesn't matter, but it can make people feel the elegance in simplicity.

His figure imprinted a straight light in the void, like light, like electricity, like the sun and the moon shuttle back and forth. No one could hold his figure at all. Even if he knew the trajectory of his movement, it was really rapid in this distance, which made people unable to catch it. He came later and came first. If Mu Yuze's footwork lies in exquisite changes, so Bing Yihua's footwork lies in the irresistible limit speed in a short period of time, like a typhoon, giving people a storm of the soul.

Following these two people, Ziyou felt that he could not keep up with his movements at all. He had used all his body to catch up, but he still seemed a little powerless.

"These two guys are really strong, and Lu Chenxing, who I will face next, may be the horrible guy who is still above them." Although he was not timid, Ziyou still felt a chill. He remembered the days when he was called a peerless genius, which was the happiest time in his life. He was talented and full of pride. He still remembered that day, Xiaoyou stood behind him and watched her beloved man guide the country. However, this beautiful dream was ruthlessly broken in front of these rising talents, and his beloved was personally ended by one of them.

Shaking his head, Ziyou finally woke up from the silence. He knew that he would face the last battle in his life. At this time, any confusion and hesitation could become a fatal injury, so he wanted to rejuvenate his fighting spirit, condense his strength, and play his absolute strength in the ultimate battle. Quantity!

"It is said that although Lu Chenxing is the young master of the Holy Gun Gate, he is basically not in the hall. His whereabouts are erratic. How did Mu Yuze find him?" Although Bing Yihua seemed to be deeply aware of the outside world, he knew a lot about the outside world. Gradually, he found that the route of Mu Yuze's walking seemed to be a little strange.

Although the mountains and rivers under the feet are still regressing, there are overlapping parts in the journey of the twilight rain. For example, the waterfall in front of it seems to hang upside down above the nine heavens. The twilight seems to have come two or three times, and the towering giant tree in the forest that looks high in the forest. The twilight rain has stopped more than once. Strangely, Mu Yuze has almost no intention of hiding his breath. It is quite high-profile, and huge power is released, like a divine tripod that suppresses heaven and earth, accommodating the highest civilization and history in the world. Throughout the world, the beasts who feel this power have retreated one after another.

"Speaking of which, this guy is really bold. Although his opposite Shadow Hall and the meteorite Hall do not have a huge foundation in the north sky, the relationship between the overlord Shishang and Mu Yuze is definitely not friendly." Since there is no clue, Bing Yihua will wait and see what will happen. He has absolute confidence in his own strength. He believes that any crisis under such power will disappear like the ice and snow of the sun.

Unconsciously, it was noon, and the light of the scorching sun ruthlessly burned the earth. The evening rain stayed on the shore of a lake and looked into the distance. At this time, two faint shadows suddenly burst out without any sign. Ziyou's vigilance suddenly soared, but when he saw the person coming, a hanging My heart is relieved again.

"Is it solved?" The voice was full of magnetism, and a handsome man came towards him. His pace was so wonderful, as if it were full of the rhythm of the song. It was fresh and natural, and the melody was touching. His long black hair was tied up by a dark green hairpin, which completely showed his sword eyebrows in front of everyone.

"Brother Duanmu, there may be some trouble later." Mu Yuze looked at the two as if there was no accident, but when Mu Yuze felt the fierce force in the body of the young man in front of him, his heart still raised a faint ripple.

"Danmu Junxi has become a half-saint!" Mu Yuze has always known the terrible potential of Duanmu Junxi, but he did not expect that he had taken this step and came to the semi-sacred realm. This also thought that the peak strong man who suppressed the young generation to be breathless had stepped out of the long river of fate with one foot, and the Taoism of his whole body had been baptized and extremely sublimated!

Duanmu Junxi glanced at Bing Yihua and was not surprised. Suddenly, he smiled and said, "I'm afraid you are waiting for someone?"

"Lu Chenxing!" Twilight rain.

"Lu Chenxing!" Duanmu Junxi had a little surprise in his heart. Suddenly, his realization noticed Ziyou, a strong man who was full of great hostility as soon as he appeared, and then restrained. He knew that it was not Mu Yuze looking for Lu Chenxing, but the one in front of him.

At this time, another person, Ouyang, came forward and patted Mu Yuze on the shoulder and sighed, "Brother Mu has made a flying leap again in a short period of time. In everything with a peerless genius like you, I really doubted more than once whether I have mony talent."

Seeing that this friend is still full of vitality, Mu Yuze also smiled. Originally, Ouyang was still a little worried about Fan Yihua's injury, but now it seems that he has let go of this obsession, and Ouyang is not without gain during this period, at least in Mu Yuze's perception, Ouyang's breath has been After more than a lot of increase, he is now a veritable semi-strong man. As long as he accumulates for a few more years, he can break through this barrier. From then on, the sky is high and the sea is widened by the fish!

Wow!

When the evening rain fell into thinking, a fierce wind swept over the earth, and the calm lake set off violent ripples. Concentric circles spread from the center of the lake to all directions. The subtle fluctuations gradually fluctuated the heartstrings of everyone. Everyone looked over with an inspiration. I don't know when , a god and demon-like figure appeared at the same origin of those concentric circles.

It was a man like an ancient god. Just standing there, it gave people a feeling that he was the only center of heaven and earth, dominating the ups and downs of the world. At this time, Ziyou had undoubtedly seen this man who often appeared from nightmares. The murderous intention in the depths of his heart could no longer be suppressed and violently turned up.

"Lu Chenxing!" ......